Hello viewers! Thanks for taking some time to peak at my new story. This is a bit of an experiment for me, as I'm quite new to this site. I hope I don't disappoint you too much. *Wink*
Anyway, There are a few things I'd like you to know before we start.
1: I am aware that Bonnie is a boy, but to keep the ships going, we need gender equality.
2: This takes place in the second game, but all animatronics are active.
3: If you have any thoughts or questions, or just want to talk, remember to PM me. :D I check my inbox quite frequently so I can almost assure you your message will be read.
4: This isn't told from anyone's P.O.V., but only for a bit more creative freedom.
5: The animatronics in this can do many human tasks, such as eating, drinking, etcetera. They're basically furries with an endoskeleton. :P
So... That's it I guess. Here goes nothing!
Foxy had never liked cookies. People said he was crazy, but something about them... Just made him shiver. He never knew what. Maybe it was the result of kids pelting him with the baked goods... Maybe his circuits were messed up. Either way, he loathed them with a passion. He would take time out of his way to smash a cookie whenever he passed by one.
Currently, he was doing just that.
*SMASH* *SMASH* He might have been using a bit of excess force, but who cared. The cookie needed to die.
*BANG* BANG* *BANG* *SMASH*
"Eh... Foxy...?" Freddy was standing in the doorway, watching the cookie carnage with a wide-eyed expression on his face.
Foxy stopped smashing the helpless thing, and looked at Freddy.
"Aye?"
"What might you be doing?"
"I was uh... Saving this here establishment from the cookie menace." He said, baring a weak smile.
"You'll have to do better than that, there's a whole tray in the kitchen."
"Laddy, you know I don't hunt them down. And you promised on yer grave you'd never speak of the darned cookies."
Freddy raised an eyebrow and walked right back out the door from where he came. Foxy thought about resuming his crazed pounding, but decided he'd rather check on the Cove, his residence in this pizzeria.
Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria had been losing a lot of business lately. People were getting tired of the same shtick. Foxy and Freddy, two male animatronics doing the same routine every single day. People wanted a little variety. Sebastian Hunter was the owner of the chain. He'd been trying to gain ideas through his customers on what they wanted to see more of, or less of. Nothing had proven useful. Some things were impractical, others downright silly. He wasn't sure what to do until a little boy came up to him, and asked where all the girl animatronics were. He didn't think much of it until that night, epiphany struck.
"Where are all of the girl animatronics?" He asked himself.
"Good idea kid..."
He called up the company that had built Freddy and Foxy, and ordered two new animatronics.
One was yellow.
The other was purple.